"I don't know, Feng Siniang, are you still in Sunset City?"

Ning Chen said to Ruan Xiaoer halfway.

Ruan Xiaoer also fell into deep thought, after all, he had been away for too long, and Feng Siniang's health had not been very good at the beginning, even if Ning Chen asked him, Zhuge Changqing specially prescribed some prescription drugs to regulate his body.

However, the physical fitness is too poor after all, and if it relapses, there is no one to take care of it, which is unsettling to think about.

"Brother Chen, it's a fact that Siniang is not in good health, but her life is good, otherwise she wouldn't have the blessing to know Brother Chen, don't worry, it's okay."

Ruan Xiaoer pursed his lips and comforted.

Ning Chen nodded and didn't make a sound.

According to the original memory, the place where I lived at that time was a residential area named ** Xi Lane in Luoyang, which was densely populated, and strictly speaking, it can be regarded as a variant of the slum.

"Brother Chen, there's something I've always wanted to ask you?" Ruan Xiaoer wanted to speak and stopped, after saying this, he regretted it.

Ning Chen turned his head, "What's the matter?" ”

"No, it's fine."

Ruan Xiaoer gritted his teeth, but still suppressed the doubts in his heart, and pretended not to say anything.

Ning Chen laughed at himself and said in a low voice, "I know what you want to ask. ”

A sigh.

Immediately after the exit, "Siniang is not a widow, that child is her brother's flesh and blood." ”

"She, her brother and sister-in-law, her parents, and some relatives migrated north in batches to escape the famine, but the family could not hold on to the road and starved to death."

During that time, there was a widespread famine for more than ten years.

At the beginning, Bai Qi also fled famine with his parents and fell to the north.

In the end, there was a weak woman and a nephew who was so hungry that his body was yellow.

After moving to Sunset City, in order to defend himself, everyone said that the real identity was actually a nephew's child, who was his own son.

Over time, the three of them became tigers.

The name of the widow is completely pressed.

In the opinion of ordinary people, it is indisputable that widows will stay away in order to ward off evil spirits.

From the perspective of safety, Feng Siniang did this by playing a good move, which is equivalent to indirectly clearing a lot of trouble.

However, vulgar people, when they have nothing to do, always like to make something out of nothing, poke people's backbones, and seem to maliciously evaluate a person, which can bring a sense of accomplishment to their psychology.

Naturally, Feng Siniang was implicated, plus she had a good appearance and a well-proportioned figure, so she was bullied.

Ning Chen knew these past events, and even beat up a lot of guys with broken mouths for Feng Siniang.

"I'll just say, what did Siniang look like she was married at that time?"

Ruan Xiaoer scratched his head and suddenly realized, "Since I can see it, those neighbors won't be able to see it?" Especially an elderly woman? ”

"In that case, why not debunk it?"

Ning Chen shook his head and said helplessly, "Are you really stupid?" Or is it fake stupidity? ”

"Those women with broken mouths are just idle, and they want to find someone to talk about after dinner, who will have nothing to do? Doesn't that shoot yourself in the foot? ”

Ruan Xiaoer sighed, and finally said, "Then, Brother Chen, how do you know that Siniang is actually a woman who guards her body like jade?" ”

This question seems to involve a bit of privacy.

Ruan Xiaoer's face was slightly red, he pursed his lips, and after realizing that he had talked too much, he hurriedly lowered his head.

Ning Chen fell silent.

That night, after the wind and snow.

Feng Siniang, from a woman to a woman.

A word difference.

As the initiator, how could he not see that the smear of red, falling on the sheets, like a bright red rose blooming under the sun?

"I've guessed something."

Ruan Xiaoer secretly glanced at Ning Chen and muttered in a low voice.

Ning Chen immediately glared, "If you don't speak, will you die?" ”

Ruan Xiaoer quickly covered his mouth with his hands, his face turned red, and he seemed to say, I don't know anything, don't kill me.

Ning Chen laughed angrily and kicked Ruan Xiaoer off the horse.

Then, he handed over his war horse to Ruan Xiaoer to lead, and went all the way to Chunxi Lane.

At this time, there happened to be a drizzle in Sunset City, and the cool wind carried the fluttering raindrops, and the wisps stuck to the body, but there was a comfortable feeling.

Ning Chen, dressed in brocade clothes and white robes with silver saddles.

Hands negative back.

Finally appeared at the intersection of Chunxi Lane.

After a few seconds of hesitation, he finally stepped in, perhaps nostalgic for the time when he lived here, stopping and stopping all the way, looking left and right.

Time flies, time passes.

A lot of things are changing, and a lot of things haven't changed.

Today, because of the rain, the neighbors who worked in the alley stayed at home to rest in twos and threes, and they didn't know who shouted in the middle, went from house to house, and suddenly poked their heads out to the only alley here.

Then they all looked at the star-eyed and sword-eyed, high-spirited young man.

After all, it is a poor place, and many neighbors have difficulty in getting in touch with real nobles in their lives, let alone a big man who is dressed up so extravagantly?

It's just that the more I look at it, the more I feel that something is wrong.

A few years passed.

Many people have not moved, so over the years, some people who have appeared in their memories one after another, even if it has been too long, will be impressed.

For example, the recent one, who was dressed gorgeously, but his handsome facial features can still find the familiar silhouette of the year.

"My God, he seems to be Ning, Ning...... Dust?! ”

"The outsider who lived in Chunxi Lane back then and almost got involved with Feng Siniang?"

A quick focus of gaze.

Surprised, shocked, and incredulous, he looked at the young man who was walking slowly.

"It's really him!"

After finalization.

The sides of the alleyway, where there should have been a lot of discussion, suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

No one would have thought that a boy from other places who had been so down-and-out that he had temporarily borrowed Chunxi Lane for a long time would return here after three or four years of absence.

What's more, it has become so freehand and romantic, Fengshen Langyu.

"I'm not dreaming, am I?"

A girl who had scolded Ning Chen and fought on the street, gritted her teeth, and suddenly jumped up and down in the middle of the alley, her hands on her waist, and she pretended to stare at Ning Chen with an unkind expression, "Who are you?" ”

Ask while knowing the answer.

Ning Chen rubbed his chin and said with a hippie smile, "Huaiyu, your skin is itchy again?" ”

"Ah, it's really you."

This girl, whose real name is Huaiyu, turned around and squatted on the ground, covering her face in disbelief.

Ning Chen shook his head helplessly, pulled up Huaiyu, paused, and said softly, "It's me...... It's back. ”

In a split second.

The entire Chunxi Alley was filled with the sound of gasping and cooling.

Huaiyu stood up and took a few deep breaths before daring to ask Ning Chen with wide eyes, "What have you experienced in the past few years, and how have you changed so much?" Just now, I didn't even dare to recognize you. ”

Ning Chen smiled, "This matter is a long story. ”

"I want to hear it." Huaiyu pursed her lips, pulled Ning Chen's arm, and said coquettishly.

(End of chapter)